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Dec 19, 2014 07:51PM

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Girl A lived a perfect life. Everything she could have asked for and more was hers. She was born the daughter of the chairman, and was her fathers heir. As soon as her father died, she would become the chairman of the state. Everything was perfect, until she was framed for a murder she didn't commit. She was forced to flee, and found an unlikely ally while hiding on the streets.
Boy A lived his life on the streets. His parents had died when he was young, and he'd managed to run away from all the foster homes he was put in. Then, when he was a little older, he managed to avoid the police as well. He lived on the streets, just barely managing to scrape by, doing whatever he had to do to get money or food. When he saw Girl A on the streets, his first thought was to rob her. She was obviously from a richer family, and would probably be carrying money on her. Then, when he recognized her, he took pity on her and showed her how to hide and survive on the run.


Age: 18
Hair color: Brown
Hair length: Elbow
Eye color: Blue
Height: 5'0
Weight: 83
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Name: Max Pride
Age: 19
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Brown
Height: 5'8
Weight: 118


Max approached Echo, sitting next to her. He silently handed her half a sandwich, taking a bite of the other half.

Max nodds before taking another bite. With his free hand, he flicked a pebble, sending it skidding across the filthy ground of the alley.

Max shook his head at the sandwich. "It's yours. It would've been selfish of me to rob the poor guy and then not share what I got out of it." He teases.

Max shook his head. "No, I don't. We both need the food. I'm not going to eat it, so if you don't eat it, then I'm sure that a hungry rat somewhere would like it."

Max pulls a small (and mostly clean) plastic bag out of the black bag that hung from his shoulder. He held it out to Echo. "Here," He says, "Put it in this."

"Knock yourself out." Max says and leans back slightly. He always loved listening to her play, but most of the time, he was out doing his own stuff.

"Sounds good to me." Max said, stuffing the rest of his sandwich in his mouth and standing up.

Max swallows the over sized lump of food before walking toward the town square.

Max stares at the violin admiringly. If he could do something like that instead of theiving, he would. Though stealing the money gains more than begging for it, begging for it is a lot safer.

Max listened to her play, enjoying the music that flowed so easily from her instrument. He was slightly surprised at how much money she was getting already.

Max glanced into the case, looking at how much money she'd made. "That was amazing." He said honestly. It was dark, and there wasn't as many people out, so she wasn't getting as much as she was to begin with.

"Yeah." Max said, looking around for a second hand shop.

Max stares at the couple, dressed so nice just for a walk through town. Surely they would be carrying a lot more money than the twenty... He forces the thought out of his mind. There were too many people here.

Max looks at Echo in disbelief. He quickly shakes it off and looks at the backs of the couple. "What do you think that was about?"

Max stood, holding out his hand to help Echo up.

Max watches her, then turned his attention to the stores around them, looking for a cheap thrift shop.

Max follows her with a slight smile on his face. He walks into the store after her, barely glancing around at the shelves.

Max picks out a coat that had hidden pockets, and a knife. He tucks the knife into one of the pockets, figuring that it was better if Echo didn't know he had it.

Max looks up at Echo to make sure that she was still occupied, then slipped out the door, headed for a sweets shop that he'd seen two doors down. He walked inside, looking around for something to get Echo.

Max eyes a large chocolate box, but then realizes just how much it cost. Instead, he got a small box that took up the rest of his money. He would just get more later.

Max walks out of the shop with the plastic bag in his hand, spotting Echo walking in the other direction. He stops her and smiles. "You got everything you need?" He looks at her, then frowns. "Where's you coat?"

Max looked at her suspiciously for a moment, then shrugged it off. "Here." He said, taking his own jacket off and offering it to her. He could feel the weight of the knife, but he hoped that she wouldn't.

"I'm not putting it back on, so if you don't wear it, then I'm sure someone else would love to have a new jacket this winter." Max said stubbornly.

Kira listened intently at the door, furrowing her brow and thinking that this probably wasn't meant for her ears. Not that it was going to stop her from easedropping.
"Yeah, and what about you?" Max counters. "Am I supposed to just let you freeze just because you wouldn't exept my coat? No, I'll force it on you if I have to." Max says.

Kira froze, surprised when she realizes that he was talking about them. What was going on? What was so important that the chairman himself got involved in it?
Max throws the coat on the ground, flinching slightly as he heard the dull thud of the knife on the cement. He put his hands up, standing in a mock stance so he was ready in case she tried to run. "There. Now we both get to freeze. Are you happy now?"

Kira shrugged, confused. She grows even more so when she glances through the crack and sees her father's worried face.
Max tries to grab at her sleeve, but just barely misses. Letting out a few unflattering words, he scoops up the jacket and the bag, running after her. "Okay! Okay! You win!" He says quickly to stop her from jumping into the icey water.

Kira squeezes back, staring at her father. What did he mean 'what will they do with them?' What was going on?
Max sets the bag on the ground, then shruggs the cold jacket on. "You happy? Now step away from the fountain." He says, eyeing the water.

Max approaches her, putting his arm around her. If she wasn't going to wear the jacket, then he was at least going to try to share body heat.

"Yeah. Let's go. Like, now." Kira says urgently, nudging him slightly in the direction of the living room. "We'll pretend we just walked in."
Max smiles slightly. "So did I. Or, I mean, I got a present for you, not for me." He corrects, realizing how it sounded.

Kira smiles, wraping her arms around Adrian. "We didn't want to stay at the party. So we went to see a movie." She answers honestly. Normally, she would beat around the bush, but now seemed like the time to be as honest as possibe.
"Neither did you." Max says, reaching into his jacket and pulling out the box of chocolates, still wrapped in the plastic bag. He held it out to her.

"What happened?" Kira prodded, looking at her father. He was usually a calm and collected man, and it was strange to see him like this.
"Thank you." Max said, looking at the book that she had gotten him. It was a thriller, about a spy being a double agent. Then he frowned. No wonder she hadn't gotten a coat for herself. This must've cost most of the twenty dollars. He opened his mouth to say something, then closed it. He wasn't about to bring the coat thing up again.

Kira froze, not exactly surprised by the news, but wishing it wasn't true. She swallows and looks at Adrian. Her and Reagan had been unofficial friends, only seeing each other on a few occasions and about the same age. "Why do they think it was us?" She asked after a moment.
Max smiles slightly and leads her away from the square, towards the alley that they slept in. It was only a few blocks away.

Kira looks up at Adrian, her brow furrowed. That would explain most of the conversation in the office. "When?" She asks, turning back to her father.
"Of course." Max says, smiling down at her.
((Yeah, me too))

Kira swallowed. She knew that the press grabbed at any straws there were on any story there was. And this story would be pretty big.
Max sits next to her. He opens the book and looked up at her. "You ready for this? It seems like a pretty intense book." He teases with a smile.